Chapter 543: Terrifying Silence

The moment he appeared from the Formation, the ten thousand Black Armored Demon Soldiers let out a unified roar of殺 (kill). This roar, imbued with Demonic Power, was no weaker than the roar of a Nascent Soul Transformation Cultivator.

A hint of mockery flashed imperceptibly in the eyes of the Steward Adjutant. He cleared his throat a few times, looked at the surrounding Black Armored Demon Soldiers, and shouted, “Where is Commander Sima!”

As soon as he spoke, a series of hooves pounding the ground came from afar. A giant beast with a single horn on its forehead and a pitch-black body roared over. This beast was extremely fast, kicking up a cloud of dust, surging forward like a tidal wave.

On the beast stood a person clad in black armor, with purple markings carved on its surface. He wore a black helmet, and a thick killing intent emanated without reservation from the only exposed eyes within his helmet.

The moment Wang Lin appeared, a trace of bewilderment flashed in his eyes, but it was immediately replaced by a dense killing intent.

As this person roared closer, the surrounding Demon Soldiers immediately and orderly parted to form a path, allowing him to head straight for Wang Lin. Thirty zhang away from the center, the beast beneath his feet let out a roar and stopped. Although it stopped, the dust it kicked up surged forward, enveloping the surroundings.

The Steward Adjutant flicked his sleeve, and a gust of wind immediately swept through, dispersing the surrounding dust. He looked at the black-armored person and said, “This is the new Commander. Vice Commander Sima, why don't you greet him!” He deliberately emphasized the word “Vice” in his tone.

The black-armored person gave Wang Lin a gloomy look and said chillingly, “Sima Yan greets the Commander!”

Wang Lin remained composed, glanced at the person, and said indifferently, “We’ve already met!”

Sima Yan snorted coldly and took off his helmet. It was indeed the gloomy man from the restaurant!

A look of inscrutability appeared in the Steward Adjutant’s eyes. He cupped his fist at Wang Lin and said, “Commander Wang, since you have arrived, I shall take my leave. I must return to report to Lord Demon General!”

Wang Lin smiled, “Thank you for your trouble, Steward!”

The Steward Adjutant nodded with a smile, stepped forward, and re-entered the Formation, vanishing without a trace. After he left, the military camp fell into silence, with only the sound of breathing echoing around.

Sima Yan looked at Wang Lin indifferently and said, “Commander, all ten thousand Black Armored Soldiers of the Black Armored Army are here, except for six who are unconscious and unable to form ranks!”

Wang Lin’s expression was as usual. He calmly looked at the surrounding Black Armored Demon Soldiers. In their eyes, he saw disdain and hostility. A cold glint flashed in Wang Lin’s eyes, and he slowly said, “You may all withdraw!”

Not a single one of the ten thousand Demon Soldiers moved. Their gazes were uniformly fixed on Sima Yan.

If Sima Yan didn't speak, they wouldn't obey anyone's words, even if that person was the new Commander!

Wang Lin didn't even look at the surrounding Demon Soldiers as he walked out, passing through the ten squads. Thirteen and tiger roar followed closely, their faces grim and silent.

After the three left, the ten squads of tens of thousands of Demon Soldiers burst into laughter. This laughter was filled with deep contempt and disdain. Only Sima Yan did not laugh. His brow furrowed slightly. He didn't know much about this new Commander, but he thought to himself that if he had encountered such a situation, he would never have walked away so calmly; he would surely have made a big scene!

“You may all withdraw and continue training!” Sima Yan said with a frown. Although his voice was low, to the surrounding Demon Soldiers, it was like thunder. The tens of thousands of Demon Soldiers immediately and orderly retreated, with the ten squads beginning their drills!

Besides rows of barracks, there was also a relatively simple dwelling in this military camp. However, this dwelling was protected by a Formation, and a black banner stood erect beside it. On the banner, two characters were embroidered in gold thread—Sima!

Clearly, this dwelling was Sima Yan’s residence.

Nearby, there were also some architectural ruins, indicating that there was clearly more than one dwelling here before.

tiger roar looked at everything before him, especially hearing the mocking laughter of the Demon Soldiers in the distance behind him, his face gloomy, and he angrily said, “Old Ancestor, these Demon Soldiers are going too far!”

Wang Lin’s expression remained as usual, and he said indifferently, “Don’t mind them. Since there’s no place for us to live here, we’ll just meditate in the open!” As he spoke, he found an open space, sat down cross-legged, and began to breathe.

tiger roar suppressed his inner anger, turned back and coldly glared at the dispersing Demon Soldiers, snorted, and sat down cross-legged on Wang Lin’s left side, guarding him.

Although Thirteen's demeanor was gloomy, his eyes were as calm as water. He wouldn't consider the contempt of these Demon Soldiers; he only knew that with a single command from Wang Lin, he would act without hesitation, even if it meant losing his life.

On Wang Lin’s right, Thirteen sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and cultivated the Giant Demon Race’s Body Refining Divine Ability.

Time slowly passed, and in a blink of an eye, it was night. Throughout this day, the ten thousand Demon Soldiers in the military camp continuously shouted. Their mutual training focused on actual combat and Formation coordination. The eyes of the Demon Soldiers who occasionally rushed past Wang Lin were filled with intense disdain.

Wang Lin’s expression remained unchanged throughout, like a still well, without a ripple!

Thirteen had been imitating Wang Lin and was also meditating with his eyes closed. Although his heart had rippled a few times, he ultimately suppressed it forcefully.

Only tiger roar, for the entire day, couldn't meditate peacefully. His gaze remained cold, sweeping over each Demon Soldier who passed by.

Wang Lin was not only outwardly calm, but his heart was also as still as water. He was not in a hurry to rectify the situation here but was observing. Although he meditated all day, his Divine Sense silently observed all ten thousand people one by one.

Each thousand-person squad had a squad leader, and the ten squad leaders were mostly Sima Yan's confidants. As for the six Demon Soldiers from the restaurant that day, although their cultivation was average, they clearly had prestige within the army.

The reason he didn't act immediately was that he had a deep understanding of the nine counties' Demon Soldiers and rules in the Demon Spirit Land. This understanding came from the records left by Luo Yun's ancestors in his memory.

The Nine Counties of Demon Spirit all prioritize military law, which is distinctly different from the Cultivation World. Here, unless one's cultivation reaches the heavens and can fight a Demon Emperor, one must obey military regulations to utilize their power!

All outsiders who enter this Demon Spirit Land first choose to integrate into one of the nine counties and gain military authority. Only then can they establish a foothold here. Otherwise, if alone, once they encounter an opponent with tens of thousands of Demon Soldiers, the battle would not even need to be fought. Although the cultivation of these Demon Soldiers is generally not high, there are indeed some experts among them. Furthermore, these Demon Soldiers are skilled in Formations, often using various mysterious and unpredictable Formations to kill enemies, often catching them off guard.

What's more, if too many Demon Soldiers are killed, it will definitely attract the strong individuals at the County Commander and Demon General level to intervene. At that point, a lone Cultivator will no longer be able to establish themselves in this county! They can only quickly flee to other counties, but if their behavior remains the same, then they can only flee from one county to another, eventually becoming completely unable to move an inch in this Demon Spirit Land. They would have no choice but to find a place to cultivate in seclusion, but in doing so, they would gain no military achievements and would lose the opportunity to obtain the Ancient Demon Fusion!

All these reasons led to every Cultivator who entered this Demon Spirit Land trying every possible means to obtain positions in the various counties!

Thus, one must obey military regulations, otherwise, violating them means losing everything!

Wang Lin understood this very clearly. If he acted without reason, rectification would inevitably lead to killing. Moreover, even if these Demon Soldiers recognized someone, killing might not solve the problem. In the end, he would only violate military regulations and fail to rectify the situation, leaving him with no choice but to give up!

Many Cultivators with great Divine Abilities failed at this hurdle. After all, thousands of people entered this place, and after a series of eliminations, only a small portion could truly gain a firm foothold!

Some Cultivators, being more irritable, would directly attack Demon Soldiers who disobeyed orders. However, compared to the Nine Counties' Demon Soldiers, Cultivators are outsiders. The Demon Emperors of each of the Nine Counties would certainly not favor these outsiders. Therefore, when all outsiders obtain positions, a military regulation is always attached!

If one person disobeys orders, it is that person's responsibility, but if ten people disobey, it is the general's responsibility!

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So, Wang Lin was not in a hurry; he was like a hunter, waiting!

Waiting for an opportunity!

An opportunity to rectify everything once he made his move!

Time flew by. Wang Lin had been meditating in that open space for three days. During this time, Thirteen remained calm. Two days ago, Wang Lin gave him a Jade Slip and told him to memorize its contents. He had been silently reciting it for these past few days.

But tiger roar grew increasingly agitated. Over these three days, more and more Demon Soldiers completely ignored the three of them. In their eyes, this new Commander was utterly insignificant.

However, Sima Yan's internal vigilance grew stronger. He consistently felt that something was amiss. This new Commander completely exceeded his expectations. For these three days, he had not interfered with military camp matters, nor had he said a single extra word. He spent his entire day meditating cross-legged, as if he had entered a state of quiescence.

If one of the other party's attendants had been agitated and furious all day, with increasingly murderous eyes, then Sima Yan's vigilance would be even higher. He wasn't afraid of the other party acting, wasn't afraid of their anger, wasn't afraid of them interfering with military camp affairs. He had ways to make them humiliated or even force them out. What he truly feared was this inscrutable silence.

“What exactly is this new Commander thinking…” Sima Yan was in his dwelling at this moment, with eight people seated below him. These eight people were the squad leaders!

“Commander, Xu You and Zhou Kai usually have little contact with us. This time, when you summoned us, they didn't even come to participate. What do you think?” A burly bald man, one of the eight, said in a deep voice from the side.

This person wore black armor and exuded a formidable aura. On his bald head was a scorpion totem, which looked extremely eerie, causing a sense of unease as if it were alive at first glance.

Sima Yan rubbed his brows. These three days had felt like years. The more silent Wang Lin was, the stronger sense of crisis he felt.

“We’ll discuss their matter later. I summoned you here today because I want to hear your opinions on this new Commander. We are all our own people here, so feel free to speak your minds!” Sima Yan said in a deep voice.

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There will be a small climax tomorrow~ Er Gen will write diligently, striving to make everyone enjoy it.